Looking back, and after reading about other AB/DL's, I
guess I was a lot like all of them, scared, unsure, and
feeling all alone in a world, that not only, would
not accept our fetish/fantasy/lifestyle, but like a lot
of us, I felt that the shame and embarrassment of anyone
knowing I enjoyed wearing and using diapers and being
treated like a baby, would not only be humiliating and
terrifying, but that it could possibly cost me my
family, my friends and any possible relationship I might
have with a girl.

I remember first feeling an attraction to diapers and
other infantile objects when I got hired at a local mom
& pop grocery store, which was located directly across
the street from the local high school, I was 13 years
old and I did numerous chores around the store,
sweeping, cleaning, sorting refundable soda bottles,
etc.. The store was ran by Henry and his wife,
Char, they had a 3 year old son who was still in
diapers. This was back in the early 60's when it
was rare to see anyone in diapers much passed the age of
2, a time when potty training was highly emphasized and
encouraged as early as possible, this was also a time of
cloth diapers, decorative diaper pins and Gerber plastic
baby pants.

One day, Char asked Henry if I could go straighten out
their garage ( it was used primarily for storage, both
personal items and

storage for racks,
shelving and other items for the store ), since I had
finished up most everything in the store, Henry told me
to go with Char and see what she wanted done. I
thought Char was a Goddess, thin, with blonde hair and
green eyes, and I had the opportunity to, a lot,
to watch how she treated their son, in and including
diaper changing.

When we got to the garage,
Char told me she wanted all their personal
belongings stacked neatly against one wall and all the
store items stacked neatly against the opposite wall,
this would leave an area in between the two stacks for
her to park her car at night, out of the snow and the
cold. There were a lot of baby items in the
garage, crib, infant seat, infant clothing, baby
blankets and a bassinet, the kind that sits on the floor
and has the plastic padding that sits loosely on the
bottom of the bassinet. I remember that first day,
the job was going to take a couple days, easily, I was
stacking most of the shelves and racks, trying to get
that out of the way, and my eyes kept drifting back to
that bassinet, along with the vivid imagination of a 13
year old boy.

I wondered what it would feel like, to actually lay in a
bassinet, even though I knew I was too big for it, there
was just something inside of me that made me want to
give it a try. I quickly looked out the window,
Char's car was gone and Henry was busy running the
store, I sat the bassinet on the floor in the middle of
the garage and laid down in it, with my legs dangling
off both sides, I pulled the plastic padding up between
my legs, similar to a diaper, with my head resting on
the top of the bassinet and my legs dangling off the
sides, not touching the floor, and as I patted the
bottom of the plastic padding with one hand, the other
hand was pulling it tighter between my legs, and I was
feeling a sensation that was, excruciatingly euphoric,
needless to say, over the next few days, I repeated this
act of euphoria, but added a baby blanket, used as
a diaper, folded over and tucked firmly in my underwear,
there was no turning back now, I was hooked, and it felt
good, and as time went by, I soon realized, I was not
alone !!!!!

I was seeing more and more articles in various
magazines, Playboy, Penthouse, Forum, then one day I
came across a magazine named Nugget, and I was
mesmerized, the magazine carried numerous articles on
infantilism, it was there I learned the difference
between AB's and DL's, and an enormous weight was lifted
off my chest, I was indeed, no longer alone. I got
braver and actually told a few of the girls I was dating
that I liked to wear diapers, but usually told them in a
dark room, in the darkness of a drive-in movie show,
anyplace that would allow me to hide my face. I
even carried around an article in my billfold I had cut
out of Penthouse, about a guy confessing he liked to
wear diapers, when I was too embarrassed to just tell a
girl outright, I would let her read the article instead.
Some of the responses from the different girls were
surprising, some humorous,, one girl read the article,
looked at me, and said, "Did you want one, I still have
some from when my kids were babys", another looked at me
and said, jokingly, while watching a baby commercial on
t-v, "You need your diaper changed, YOU STINK", one even
went as far as telling me, "If I put a diaper on you,
trust me, it's not coming off until you need changed",
unfortunately, unlike now, I backed down very quickly,
so looking back, I guess there were girls that would
have put a diaper on me, I just didn't have the guts to
go through with it.

Then, came the internet, and I'm sure, as you all know,
opened a whole new world, not for just AB's, DL's and
Infantilists, but for every fetish and fantasy
imaginable, and to take the immortal words from The X
Files.................

The shock that there were other people like me, who
truly enjoyed diapers, was incredible, it seemed the
more info & stories I found on the internet, the more I
wanted, I was totally obsessed in the beginning,
absorbing as much as I could take in, not wanting it to
ever end.

Fortunately for me and 100's, maybe even 1,000's of
other infantilists, it wouldn't end, we had a non-stop,
never ending road of information and knowledge, that we
were indeed not alone in our infantile way of thinking.
It wasn't long until I ventured in to the chat rooms on
aol, and after skimming thru numerous rooms, I found one
that caught my eye, it was called Fantasy Roleplay.
I went in and just watched the various conversations for
a couple of nights when out of the blue, I received a
private chat invite from a lady named TeezenPleeze.

We probably talked for up to 5 hours that first night,
she was curious about me ( my screen-name at that time
was BadOBaby4U ), I didn't reveal too much, other then I
liked to be mothered and pampered, in a
boyfriend/girlfriend sort of way. She was in
Chicago, and at the time, I was in Oakland so there was
definitely some distance there and I felt somewhat safer
that way, with my secret fantasy that is, you see, I'm
married and have been, somewhat happily, for almost 14
years now, so I felt I needed to keep my online life
separate from my real life, little did I know or
realize, that both lives were destined to meet
eventually.

Anyway, after about 3 months in the Fantasy Roleplay
room, Teeze and I became somewhat of an item, we had
numerous friends ( regulars ) in the room and by now
Teeze was quite aware of my fantasy to be a baby and she
assumed the role of my online mommy, and eventually had
everyone in the room babying me from time to time, when
we weren't all playing games that is. I had
suddenly found myself surrounded by numerous women and
girls that treated me like they were my aunts, nannies,
and even babysitters.

I wasn't really that much into wearing and using diapers
for real ( I did have a small stash hid in my closet
), because I had very little privacy, what with my wife
and my son and daughter, ages 14 & 13, and I never ever
let my love for diapers and infantile ways interfere
with my marriage or me being a good father, there just
wasn't room for the two to be connected, so I kept my
fantasy life on the low-low. My wife knew about my
fantasy, before we got married, but never got involved
with it, other then popping a baby related joke now and
then, then laughing and winking at me, as if to say,
"GOT YOU".

I
never kept Teeze a secret to my wife, she knew about
Teeze, and Teeze knew about her, it was a good
understanding and I enjoyed the best of both worlds, as
well as I could under the circumstances. I would
wear a diaper when my wife was going to be gone for the
day, or if I had the next day off and stayed up all
night playing on the computer while everyone slept.
It was in this fantasy roleplay room I was given the
name BooBooBritches, Teeze agreed to have a baby shower
for me in a private room and she would invite a few of
our friends to the shower, it would be at this time that
the girls could all vote on one of three different, NEW,
screen-names for me, and I had to agree to keep that
name, create a profile and go by it from there on in,
before I heard what my options were, I figured, what the
hell, what could it hurt, so I agreed.

The night of the babyshower, I got into the special room
( Named " Badobaby's Baby Shower " ), just a little
after 7 p.m. and I was shocked to see Teeze and 18 other
girls from Fantasy Roleplay in the room waiting for
me. After we all finished all of our hello's and
greetings, Teeze gave me the three names to be voted on,
which all the girls had come up with, the choices were,
BooBooBritches, TinkyBottom or Mr. KrinkleButt, when I
heard the names I bust out laughing and told them they
couldn't be serious, all the girls said they were and I
had to keep my word, after heehawing for a bit, I
agreed, needless to say, the name voted on was
BooBooBritches and Teeze said it was the perfect name
for me because it would always let everyone I met know,
that I not only wore diapers but I messed my diapers to,
just like a little baby and this would be the perfect
baby name for me.

Eventually, like everything else, after almost a year
and a half, people drifted away from the room, Teeze and
I split up and I quit going to FRP / aka / Fantasy
Roleplay. I was feeling braver and braver with my
wife and would even wear a diaper to bed now and then,
she always knew but never said anything and she was good
about keeping the kids out telling them to let me sleep,
on the mornings she knew I had a diaper on, she even
took me to the beach a couple times, letting me wear my
diapers under my street clothes, but she never wanted to
get any more involved then just knowing I was wearing a
diaper, and I honored her wishes, I had a very good job
and gave her a very good life, one wherre she didn't
have to work outside the home. We were both happy, I
gave her security and a good life and she accepted me,
and my fantasy.

As far as the internet, and my fantasy/fetish for
diapers, it was far from over, I eventually started
going to gaming sites, to play dominos, poker, etc., I
found a site that charged $9.95 a year, and it was the
supreme site of the internet, it's game choices were
incredible and it even offered live cam chat rooms where
you could actually talk in the room to everyone if you
had a mic for your puter, the site was called LIVE and I
soon spent most of my online time there. I
eventually got into a backgammon league and one of the
game coordinators was a girl named Pouty, I would
eventually find out her real name was Saundra, anyway,
needless to say, there I was in a new league, chatting
to a girl named Pouty and her asking me, What did
BooBooBritches stand for? For some reason, it
might have been the way she asked me, the softness of
her voice, or that girlish giggle she had, whatever it
was, I got embarrassed and told her it was a long story
and perhaps, a public room wasn't the time to explain
it, she just laughed and said, ok, we'll chat about it
another time, and got back to getting her backgammon
league tournament started.

It must have been a couple days later when I saw Saundra
again, I was sitting in the league room just chatting
with a few of the other members when she came in.
She was courteous and said hi to everyone, then asked me
what I was doing, I told her was just hanging around
looking for a game and she asked if I wanted to play
her, we were both pretty good at backgammon so I figured
it would be a decent match and said, sure, go ahead and
make the room, she laughed and said, follow me.

As I waited for a new room to appear in our league
section, I almost spit out my coffee when I saw the room
she had created, it was called "BooBoo's Changing Room".
I went into the room and she was laughing, I was like,
wow, interesting room name, and she said, well, just in
case you make a lil booboo in yer britches, I'll be
ready to change ya, I was shocked, then tried to fake it
and asked her, what do you mean. She just laughed
and said, I looked up your online screen-name on aol,
and got quite a little shock myself, so you want to find
an online mommy so she can treat you like a baby
and change your stinky diapers, huh? So tell me
Boo, do you have an online mommy now, when I told her no
she said, awww, the lil baby don't gots no mommy to take
care of him?

Needless to say, reading this in type is one thing, but
to actually hear someone talking to you like that over
your computer, WOW, I dang near climaxed right there on
the spot, there was only one small problem with hearing
it live, which I totally didn't think of, until I felt a
tap on my shoulder, turned around and saw my wife
standing there with a big ass grin on her face, and she
said, she was headed for bed but wanted to talk to me in
the bedroom real quick before she called it a night, I
excused myself from Saundra and told her I'd be right
back, then went in to see what Sharon wanted.

When I got in the bedroom, Sharon was sitting on the
bed, still smiling, then she looked at me and said,
well, looks like you found yourself an online mommy, I
have no problem with it, just make sure you keep it
online, I told her I would and she didn't have to worry
about anything like that, she looked at me then said,
ok, and for now, since your online mommy is so concerned
about changing your stinky diapers, I guess you may as
well be dressed for the part, and she pulled out one of
my disposable diapers I had hid in the closet, folded it
out, patted the bed and told me to plant it, I was in
total shock, Sharon had never even seen me in a diaper (
as far as I knew ), let alone get involved by putting a
diaper on me. Sharon was a little rusty at first
but after she dusted my bottom with lots of baby powder,
she then taped up the sides ( it was the kind with 3
tapes on each side ), patted my bottom, told me to put
on my pajama bottoms, go back and play, and to have fun.

Just as I was headed out of the room, Sharon said, oh,
and Rob, when you come back in to go to bed, that diaper
had better still be on you, I put it on you and only I
can take it off of you, she then gave me a haunting
laugh and a little wink as she patted my bottom and sent
me out of the
bedroom................................................

When I got back to the computer, I was still shocked and
stunned by what Sharon had just done and told me, and
even though I loved the feeling of wearing a diaper that
had been put on me by someone other then myself, it
still felt a bit weird, in an exciting sort of way!
Pouty was still waiting for me on the computer and we
started one, of what would be many games that night,
both backgammon and mental.

Halfway thru the 1st game, she started asking me things
about my lifestyle as an infantilist, as she called it.
I explained to her why I thought I had a fetish and a
love for diapers and she seemed to understand, adding,
that she had done a lot of research on the subject the
past couple days and she was not only intrigued, but was
kind of interested in being my online mommy if I wanted
her to.

I thought it was fantastic that someone would actually
approach me on the subject, let alone wanting to be my
online mommy, excitedly I asked her, did she know what
being an online mommy to an adult baby boy would be
like, and she answered with the best answer I could ever
imagine possible, she said, "Other then just
talking and typing with an adult, I would imagine it
would be the same as being a mommy to any other baby,
you need fed, pampered, loved and when you're wet or
stinky, you need your diaper changed ".

I
immediately knew this lady was definitely different, and
she would definitely prove me correct in what future,
her and I would have, both online and in real life.
I thought to myself that I probably had the best of both
worlds, a loving wife who not only knew of my fantasy,
but would eventually get more and more involved with
various parts of it, but before I get too far along,
Pouty and I played backgammon for probably 4 hours that
night, with her constantly asking me questions about
what it was I was looking for as a baby and what she
thought I should be getting as a baby ( some of our talk
was over the mic, but most was in type due to the fact
she had young children in her home and so did I ) .

Needless to say, I wet my diaper ( in more ways then one
) while I sat there and played with Pouty, and when I
was ready to sign off and go to bed, Pouty provided a
sweet, motherly diaper change for me, online, this got
me totally excited and by time I attempted to sneak into
bed, I was definitely aroused, and as quiet as I tried
to be, Sharon woke up when I slipped into bed, she asked
me if I was wet or did I need changed yet, I told her no
and that I was ok, she immediately stuck two fingers
into the front of my diaper and said, " Dang Bobby,
you're wet, I guess I need to start checking you like I
would any other 2 year old, instead of asking you ", she
then grabbed another diaper she had on the side of the
bed on her side, told me to lift my butt, then quickly,
and with a little bit more expertise, changed me, kissed
my forehead and told me " Nitey Nite "

As
time went on, Pouty and I got closer and I was meeting
more and more of her online friends, all who were quite
aware that I was her baby and that she treated me just
like a baby, diapers and all. Sharon and I got
closer also, and in as much as she played mommy for me
occasionally, it was still and far apart. Pouty
and I spent a lot of time together online when we
weren't working, I was a Regional Manager for a very
large Indoor Movie Theatre, Drive In and Swap Meet
company, Pouty was a foster mother and often had little
ones staying with her for months at a time, but we still
found a way to be together a lot.

It wasn't long before I was transferred to Phoenix from
Oakland to train new management for our 9 screen
drive-in theatre / swap meet, the company leased me an
apt. with internet access, and in the 4 months I
was assigned there I was fortunate to discover that my
wife Sharon, was much more looser and daring online then
she was in real life, her and I developed a great online
mommy/baby relationship and she was not only interested
in my lifestyle, but was willing to become an active
participant, all of this was happening at the same time
Pouty and I were getting closer, so here I was with the
best of both worlds, A real life Wife/Mommy relationship
and an online mommy relationship, and both were
blossoming.

At the end of my 4 month assignment and having
successfully trained a new management team, the company
flew my wife out to be with me, then gave me a week
vacation and a rental car to get back to Oakland our two
children, age 15 and 16 were staying with friends for
the week. Sharon and I drove to Los Angeles, then
up Pacific Coast Highway, what an awesome drive.
We took our time, but we did have a destination, I was
wanting to visit a little store in Santa Cruz I had
heard about online, that specialized in adult baby
clothes, and to my shock, Sharon was also a tad bit
curious about such a store.

We stayed at a motel in Santa Cruz
the night we arrived so we could get to the store early,
and then back on the road to Oakland. The name of
the store was Lifestyles Emporiums, which we wanted to
go to the following morning. Getting ready to go
to the store, Sharon insisted that I wear a diaper under
my street clothes, just in case I needed to try on any
type of clothing. I was mainly interested in cloth
diapers, plastic pants and onesies, and trust me, the
store did not disappoint me, I was mesmerized by the
amount and different varieties, of not only diapers,
both cloth and disposables, but also of other style baby
clothing, Sharon was also shocked, she had done some
research online but had no idea the fetish of
infantilism could possibly have such a following that a
store like this could survive, I guess you could say we
were both shocked.

The lady who owned and ran the
store was extremely helpful and nice, I think even
Sharon was a bit shocked at how unemotionally the owner
talked about big babys and their needs. She helped
me find a couple onesies I found interesting, and a
couple cloth diapers, that had velcro on them, when she
asked my size, I told her I wasn't sure but that I wore
a XL disposable, she said that disposables sizing charts
weren't always that reliable so she asked me if I wanted
to try one of the diapers and one of the onesies on just
to be sure of the fit, I told her that would be fine so
she grabbed a cloth diaper off the shelf, then held it
up to my waist, as if to measure it, I immediately
looked around the store to see if anyone was watching
and saw the young girl behind the counter smiling at me,
not in a laughing sort of way but in an understanding
sort of way.

Before she handed me the cloth
diaper and onesie, she asked me if I was wearing regular
underwear or was I wearing a diaper, I told her I was
wearing a disposable diaper and she smiled and said,
that's good, because she would not let anyone try on the
diapers or onesies unless they were wearing what she
felt was adequate protection, she then asked me if my
diaper was still clean and dry, and I blushingly told
her yes, it was, Sharon had strolled over to the counter
and was talking to the young girl while the owner was
helping me.

I went into the changing room and there was a long
padded bench which could have easily passed for a
changing table, I also noticed there were numerous
disposable diapers on a shelf and a diaper pail on the
floor with a sign posted above it that read " Wet &
Dirty Diapees ". I dropped my jeans, keeping them
around my ankles, then sat down on the cloth diaper,
pulling the sides up and using the velcro to fasten
them, the fit was perfect, even though I had a
disposable on underneath, I then left the cloth diaper
on, as was instructed, and tried on the onesie, the
onesie felt just a little bit tight and I was having
trouble snapping the snaps, as I was trying, there was a
knock on the door, it was the owner asking me if
everything was alright, I told her I was having a little
trouble with the snaps and she asked, " Do you mind if I
come in and help you ", now up until now, Sharon was the
only person that had ever seen me in a diaper, well, at
least since I'd been a toddler, so embarrassingly, I
told her, to come on in.

Once she had came in, she immediately asked me to turn
around, then she tugged at the back of my onesie,
holding it in one hand, she came back around to the
front and started to snap my onesie, after the second
snap, I felt her unsnap the onesie and pull it back over
the top of my head, and the next thing I know, I was
standing there in front of her in a thick, bulky cloth
diaper. She told me she didn't have this design in
the next size up and to avoid me having to get dressed
and then undressed again, if I would mind going out into
the store with her to find a onesie, in my size, that I
would like, I told her, sure, no problem but then
realized, I couldn't get my jeans up over the thickness
of both the disposable and the cloth diaper, she
immediately saw the problem and assured me, there was no
one else in the store and it wouldn't take long, so she
bent down, took my jeans off over my sneakers, then held
my hand as she led me back into the store, dressed
in just a t-shirt, thick diaper and sneakers.

When Sharon saw me, she just smiled, the girl she was
talking to said " AWWWWW, That is just too cute ",
Sharon immediately walked over to me and started
examining the diaper and the velcro, while the owner was
grabbing a couple more, different sized onesies, she
took one and asked me to turn around, when I did, she
slipped the onesie over my head, pulled the tail down in
the back, then, as she did in the changing room, came
around to my front and proceeded to snap the onesie.
Once she had the onesie completely snapped, she stepped
back, then pulled the sides down a little bit to cover
my diaper, and said, onesies don't cover the diaper
entirely, but this one looks like a pretty decent fit,
Sharon, after closely examining it also, agreed, and
immediately told the owner, we'll take two onesies, 1
white and the other pink, we'll also take 2 of the
velcro diapers, and if need be, can we still use diaper
pins with these, the owner immediately answered yes,
Sharon then told the owner, we'll also take two pair of
the baby print plastic pants, one blue and one pink,
both with the little animated diaper pins and baby
blocks on them, before I knew it, Sharon had completed
my order and was ushering me back into the changing room
to get the diaper off, the owner had removed the onesie
before I went back.

When I finally got the cloth
diaper off and got my jeans back on, I took the diaper
out to the counter where the owner, the young girl and
Sharon were all chatting and laughing, I handed the
owner the diaper and she put it into a bag that had our
other purchases, she also gave Sharon a bag of various
samples, mainly different style disposable diapers, but
there must have been a dozen different brands, all in my
size, in there, the owner thanked us and reminded us
that she also could package and post, via UPS or
Fed-Ex, anything else we might want or need, then handed
us her business card. As we were picking up the bags of
merchandise and samples, the young girl smiled and told
Sharon, " You were sure right, He certainly does make a
cute little baby boy " !!!!!!

"
My Online Mommy / A True Story "

( Chapter IV )

The drive back to Oakland was not only pleasant, but
informative. Sharon and I talked about where I
wanted to go with my fantasy ( as she called it ), and
we both talked very openly. I told her that if
ever given the chance, the right time and privacy, I'd
really love to live as a baby for a full, entire week,
Sharon was a little unsure of that, she explained that
she had no problems with putting a diaper on me
occasionally, but she definitely did not want to be
responsible for having me in diapers full time, for a
solid week, and she definitely didn't want to be
changing any messy diapers, she just wasn't sure she
could handle that.

I thoroughly understood where Sharon was coming from and
told her I would never do anything that would make her
uncomfortable and I agreed it had to be a two way
street, but I would still have my fantasy in the back of
my mind, Sharon just smiled and said, she knew I would.

As time went on, Sharon and I occasionally played the
mommy/baby game and I continued my relationship online
with Saundra, with Sharon knowing. Saundra and I
used to tease each other about what we would each do and
/ or not do if we ever met, to the point where it turned
into a game. We would play backgammon and make
promissory bets on the game, such as, the winner would
get what they wanted as a mommy or baby. We each
would tell each other what it would be we wanted to
happen if we won, then we would play, keeping score on a
sheet of paper ( sort of an IOU system ), and if we ever
met, in real life, the bets had to be paid off.

We did eventually meet, at a room reunion for The
Fantasy Roleplay Room, when about 20 regulars in the
room decided to all meet in Las Vegas for a 3 day
get-together. I talked with Sharon about it and
she had no problem with me going, she also knew Saundra
was going to be there but had no problem with it.
While I was packing, Sharon helped me pack what baby
clothes she felt I would need, in and including
disposable diapers, 4 cloth diapers, plastic pants and
two onesies, she also packed a couple pair of loose
fitting sweats so I could wear my diapers and baby
attire beneath them in public.

Now on these bets,
keep in mind, my wins were based on avoiding any
embarrassing situations and I would get to control any
of our situations and scenarios, Saundra on the other
hand, had different ideas with her wins, she felt, a
baby's a baby and they shouldn't have any say on
anything.

Knowing I would be sharing a room with Saundra, Saundra
and I agreed to pay off five each, of our promissory
bets we had made.

My wins were:

1 = I would always get to choose what my outer clothing
would be.

2 = Saundra could not at any time give me a baby bottle
in public and I would get to select what food I ate, and
get to feed myself when we were at a restaurant.

3 = Saundra could not at any time force me to suck a
pacifier in public.

4 = Saundra could not at any
time put a bib on me in public.

5 = I would get one extenuating
circumstance where i could choose not to have to use my
diaper.

Saundra's wins were:

1 = I had to wear diapers all
the time, no exceptions.

2 = I had to use my diapers the way they were intended
and not hold back for any reason.

3 = She would get to select the thickness of the diaper
I wore and how many I had to wear with plastic pants at
any given time.

4 = She would carry a diaper bag no matter where we went
or who we met and she could do a diaper check on me
whenever she felt I needed one.

5 = She would decide when
my diaper needed changed, as long as we were in private,
no matter who was there, whether I was just wet, or I
was stinky and messy.

Now keep in mind, I never really thought I'd meet
Saundra so the bets I was making were just basically
fantasy bets, who would have ever thought I would have
to pay off, duh, lol

I drove to Vegas from Oakland, wasn't a bad trip, and I
thought about everything I had promised on the bets I
lost, thinking there was no way Saundra would actually
hold me to any of the bets, I mean, pretending I'm a
baby and changing my diapers online was one thing, but
doing it real life, I figured we'd both just get a good
laugh out of it, and I did have my diapers and baby
clothes for at night when I was in my room.

I got to Vegas earlier then most of the other members of
FRP and went ahead and got my room set up at The Circus
Circus, where we were all staying at, afterwards I just
acted like a shuttle for the other members of FRP, when
they arrived at the Vegas airport, they would call my
cell phone and I would go pick them up and drop them at
The Circus Circus. When I got the call from
Saundra, almost everyone else was already there and I
had greeted most of them, but with Saundra I felt
jittery and nervous, when I met her at the airport, she
was chatting with another lady she had met on the flight
in. When she saw me, she said something to the
lady and they both stood up and walked over towards me,
Saundra was pulling two suitcases she had and the lady
was pulling one suitcase and toting a bag.

When they got to where I
was standing, Saundra introduced me to the lady, her
name was Cathy, she was in her early 30's, a bit on the
chunky side, in a cute way, green eyes and blonde hair,
when she shook my hand, she gently squeezed it, smiled
and said, I think someone is going to have a very
surprising mini vacation, she then handed me the bag she
was toting and said, I think this is yours, you're
definitely gonna be needing it, that's when I realized
it was a puffy, baby blue diaper bag which had the word
D I A P E R S printed in big letters on the side, after
her and Saundra finished laughing, Cathy looked at my
bottom, smiled, and said to Saundra, I think you need to
get your big baby in a diaper, pronto, wouldn't want him
to have a little accident here, now would we, they both
laughed and Saundra said, Oh, don't worry about that,
I'm gonna have his little bottom wrapped up in a diaper
and well padded before he knows what hit him, they both
laughed, then said their goodbyes and Cathy went on her
way while Saundra was winking at me, she then giggled
and said, WELL BABY BOY, ARE YOU READY TO BE PAMPERED
AND BABIED FOR 3 FULL DAYS............................